G.Rob - Twenty47 Lyrics

(Hmmm)
(Yeah, yeah)
I'm Twenty now
So I got another Eighty
Put that phone down
That's that new age slavery
No I ain't a clown
Just a lil bit crazy
Real loud sound
Turn it up when you play me
I be too proud
Cuz my life real gravy
Bitch they
Cannot contain me
Insane where the brain be
Wanna be my baby?
Nah, you just wanna cage me
I appreciate the bravery
Hip-Hop made me
See past the fugazi
F*ck these bitches
I just need a lady
Just need a lady
Gotta keep climbing
Gotta keep climbing up
Gotta keep climbing
Gotta keep climbing up
Gotta keep climbing
Gotta keep climbing up
Peep my timing
I don't give a f*ck
I said, peep my timing I don't give a f*ck
Life changes
So do the people
Quite dangerous
Swerving all the evil
White entertainment
Feeling like a Beatle
Yeah
Put 'em up bitch
Catch a fade or two
When I smoke a spliff
I'm one jaded dude
I ain't hearing shit man
I hate the news
I'm like Kanye
You just JAY-Z's crew
Kumbaya
It just takes a few
Takes a few
Twenty, 4
Twenty, 47
Twenty47
Yeah that Twenty47
Yeah that Twenty
I fell in love with a girl from Francais
It's a natural drug
As some might say
Mighty fine
She was hot like flombè
Did not know
The price I would pay
Came crashing down
Like the fire at Pompeii
Searching through a field of clovers
Chasing closure
Hating sober
Never tripping over
Seven spliffs, my oder
Stoned like a boulder
You chipping on that
Chipping on that shoulder
Bitching when you colder
Just you wait till you hit with Pneumonia
I'll always be straight
Cuz there's heat in my folder
I be facing north
While my fleece Patagonia
Swing my sword in Polo
Like I told ya
Solo dolo
But no, I ain't a loner
Life going slo-mo
Everyday stoner
Yeah, everyday stoner
Walking down the street
Is they looking at me?
I set the beat on fi-
I set the beat on fire
More like Charlie Sheen
You John Cryer
Roll up the weed
I go higher
Roll up the weed
I go higher